In Treatment

Tender touches and chafing, birth of a fecund cyst, and named her sebaceous, She disapproved, that was not her true-name, if she grows then i’ll leave the naming To her, that is the gentlest parenting Would i rather you grow outside of me, would it be nicer if you stayed beside me, Do stop if it is getting complicated, still my blood, filth, i lick you clean, in pairs we prepare Lumps on my skin farmed together, never stay and never go, when you do decide to stay Remind me that those painful touches when i push hard enough, the prize is a hidden core The setting sun hovering glow signals a restless trance, start now begin the ceremony again, Outside inside side by side, to release keep digging members, see sunken ships lost in hollows Expectant dancing, circling, following aspersions then mouths kiss, today's feast skin medium-rare Delivering to my queen, at the altar a blow, this is my offer -- reamed caves are bruises no more

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